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Podunk, Mississippi and for the next ten years mostly chased straight men (because there were no openly gay men available). My sex life was dismal to non-existant. I once had a gun pulled on my by a deservedly furious wife (she had caught her husband and me in bed), seduced various "straight" friends and in my lowest moment had sex with my best friends husband when she was 7 months pregnant with my godchild. It came out a couple of years later and we worked through it but it was the toughest time of my life. The point of all this is that I was living a lie, in the closet and pretending to be what I'm not and I hurt many, many people. I also hurt myself emotionally.
In 1988 at the age of 34 I moved to Jackson (a city with 1 gay bar), met my guy within a year (at that gay bar on a Monday night no less) and the rest is history. I've been out, openly for the last 23 years in rural Mississippi and no-one gives a shit.
Like you said "We did what we did to survive." And survive we did. 
But you can't do it hiding in the closet.
BTW: you guys look really natural together
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